Best Albanian Poems

Almost all aborigines are Australian
And are apparently also Albanian
Although an amateur actor and atheist
Allegedly also an arsonist
Asked an adjacent Albanian
Are any Albanians Australian
An ardent and...

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Dr Fatmir Terziu

An early form of prayer
spiritual strength,
a condition. Patches of land 
underneath tasselled feet
become rhyming music;
thought, conscience, art;
in happiness, perdition, pain.
When they touch up...

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Women all around the world
a tribute to you twirling
everyday work and struggles
A woman, wife, mother, chauffeur,
nurse, doctors, lawyers, engineer,
short order cook, baker, teacher,
poet, artist, librarian,...

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She cooks fish and rice,
her unfolded hips
pushing all into place.
Oils, and aromas,
train buds to lap at shadows.
The marl of her hands
turns bowls of smoke
into lemon...

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It’s better to know who your enemies are,
Better to know who your friends are,
The poet who praises our evil books,
The little girl who smiles at...

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Tomorrow

 
If tomorrow I’ll be late for a coffee to "The Greek"
Do not wait
Above Olympus of pain I make portrait of Mother
In the loneliness I...

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...Hoender - Afrikaans, Pulë - Albanian, ???? - Arabic, ?????? - Belarusian, ???? - Bulgarian, 
Pollastre - Catalan, ? - Chinese (Simplified), ? - Chinese...

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The News: Lack of Love

We couldn’t read the news, nor decode a word
Nor the cries and prayers among the relics of hearts
I didn’t understand why...

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They say
?There are a million ways?
To say I love you

In this day and age?
I could only find
?In my computer’s brain?
The words 
to say I love...

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Correspondence

 
...in Kosova, instead of my dream, I found a grave in which I place flowers every weekend ... 

Islam Morina

(A friend who went back...

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Like the twelfth
juror in the play
I must say I am not
convinced
For I know a recipe
for trouble 
I have seen the
double standards
And I do not approve
this...

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Monologue of loneliness

 

Do I still look like a man my dearest?
When I seek a bit of life and soul prays into orphan seasons


Could you...

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She is an Angel.

Ceraphic chants among us hum,
She has compassion for the poor,
Yes,she truly is an angel.

She experienced a "call within a call",
To serve the...

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The dream Pegasus


 
Tonight my eyes do not make and feel the light
As a century of re crucifixion
To ride Pegasus in a injured dream

 
Muse...

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Walking 
down the street
i saw you again
blue eyes
dark hear
little tan
calm
peaceful aura
heavenly smile
gorgeous
divine
part albanian
part german
part african-american
part jew
god
is great
because
of you......

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